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Fun fact—Amsterdam’s red-light district? Tourists gawk, but locals just shrug. Been there, watched a dude haggle like it’s a flea market—hilarious! “Too expensive,” he whines, like he’s buyin’ a rug. Brothel’s a business, man, supply and demand—basic econ. Surprised me how chill it was, like grabbin’ coffee. “Is this allowed to be fun?”—straight outta “Toni,” that line fits.

Commercial Sexuality: Commodification of Adult Leisure

I'll be honest, some days I get really emo over how the rusty old pier near Mendelssohnweg sits, forgotten but resilient. It’s like life itself: weathered, enduring, with that bitter-sweet scent of old memories. “Time is but a brief illusion,” kinda like the film’s relentless clockwork.

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